Accidental babysitter - Introduction
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She landed with her characteristic elegance a few feet from the house. She looked around the messy front garden looking for some sign of life apart from the early-risers chickens, but everything seemed calm.
She knocked trying not to make too much noise, but willing to be listened and responded quickly. She was going to insist when a thin man on a green pajama opened the door hesitatingly.
"Minerva, is anything wrong?" he wondered glancing at the clock behind the door making sure he got the time right the first time he looked at it when he stepped in the sitting room.
"Is Molly awake?" the professor asked with some worried expression on her face.
"Of course I am" a sweet but strong voice replied from the bottom of the stairs "What are you waiting for, Arthur, let my godmother come in and close that door"
A very pregnant Molly Weasley received Minerva with a tender embrace broke by her husband's curiosity.
"So, Minerva, what brings you at The Burrow at six o'clock in the morning?"
"Arthur, don't be rude. We haven't heard from you in weeks, Minerva. Well, the truth is we have barely heard from anyone so tell us, how is the war going?"
"Bad" Minerva said in what sounded more like a whisper than a word "Molly, I came to tell you something I didn't want you to here from anybody"
"What is it?" Molly asked getting worried.
"Why don't we sit down, dear"
Minerva sat on the couch as Molly had a sit on the armchair – the only place she could stand back up without needing any help, since her seventh month of pregnancy. Arthur stayed next to his wife holding her left hand between his.
"Molly…" Minerva said bending to reach her goddaughter's knee with her thin pale hand "I wish I didn't have to give you these news but yesterday…" her voice broke and she had to make an effort not to cry "Fabian and Gideon… they… they were killed"
"What? No, no… no" Molly keep repeating to herself as her shiny brown eyes filled with tears "They can't be dead. How did happen?"
"They were victims of an ambush… It took five Death Eaters to defeat them. They dead as the heroes they were, fighting till the last moment"
"My brothers… my dear brothers…"
Arthur pulled his wife into his embrace and left het cry until she seemed to calm down.
"Are you feeling better, Mollywobbles?" he asked, using her pet name knowing that always made her smile, but this time he could only hear her groan on pain. "Molly?"
"Arthur I think my waters broke" she said.
Mr. Weasley looked at the professor on the couch, who gazed at Molly, who didn't take her eyes from her husband, now.
"We must go to St. Mungo" he said "You shouldn't be having this baby until next week"
"I'm sure everything will be alright, Arthur. I'll help you carry her…" Minerva offered.
"Carry her?" he exclaimed "No. You must stay here. The kids will wake up in a couple hours"
"What? Wait, you want me to babysit?"
"They can't stay on their own. It'll be just for a few hours, Andromeda is supposed to come to pick Dora on the afternoon… When she comes, you tell her what's happened and she'll stay and help you"
"Wait… Dora is here too on a sleepover? How many children am I going to look after?"
"Just seven"
"JUST seven?"
"Come on, Minerva; you're a teacher, I'm sure you can handle this" Molly said grabbing hard her belly to bear the pain of the contractions. "We'll be back sooner than you expect".
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TO BE CONTINUED…
A/N: First of all, it's about 3am here, so don't entirely blame me if this is full of grammar and spelling mistakes :P
This is something I've been thinking for a while, but I've hesitated a lot before posting... So I'll really appreciate supportive (or critical) reviews to make me know what you actually think of my first non-romantic fic about Minerva^.^